/ DING

The eyes opened slowly as I recognised the sound of the oven telling me it was done. The body sat up at my command when I realised the two chicken pies I'd made earlier was done cooking. I made the body get up and walk into the kitchen. I was still quite new at this; this was only my second host body. I opened the oven and, with my oven mitts on, I pulled the pies out. They smelled lovely. Another triumph for this body. I put the pies on the side and made some gravy for them. I then washed up.

/ It was then when I head the noise. A kind of rummaging. I stood still for a second, but it happened again. I went to my house's back door and looked out of the window. There was a person outside my house, going through my bins. I opened the door quietly and stepped outside.

"Hello?" I asked. The figure looked up and began to run away.

"No- wait!" I shouted, my host's voice was still delicate, even when I shouted. "Are you hungry?" The figure stood still for a second.

"Come in, I won't harm you." I don't think I could harm anyone. This body was small and harmless, but also souls are meant to be peaceful, gentle beings.

"Do you promise?" A man's voice called out.

"I promise." The- I mean my voice was obviously telling the truth, it was so innocent. The figure came closer, slowly. I went back into the kitchen and got out a small knife to cut up one of the pies. I got out two plates, and cutlery, and put one slice on one, and three on the other. I then poured a bit of gravy on the slices. I placed these on the table and got two drinks of water out. I sat down and waited as the man stepped into the kitchen. I blinked at him; he was very handsome. He had beautiful shaggy, black curly hair and chocolate brown eyes. His skin was tanned and looked hard, and he was covered in a purple dust. I smiled at him. He gave me a small smile and I gasped as I saw his eyes. His absolutely completely brown eyes.

"You're human?!" I stood up quickly, backing into a corner. The man stood warily, not sure whether to run or fight. He took a step towards me, his hands held out.

"Sh! I won't hurt you!" His voice was gentle, for a human.

"How can I know that?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.

"One of my best friends is a soul. There's a couple of you guys where I live." He sounded genuine enough.

"Oh." I decided to trust him. "Well, that's okay then."

"Really?" He sounded shocked.

"Yes. I trust you."

"Why? Aren't all souls terrified of humans? Don't they have to do 'the right thing'?" He was making fun of me now.

"Most." I answered shortly.

"Not you?"

"Not me." I came out of my corner and stepped towards the human. I then circled him, studying him. "Well. Meeting a human. That's a first." He laughed.

"Now, are you sure that you're not going to shoot me or hurt me?" I asked, facing the man.

"Only if you don't call the authorities or knife me." He nodded towards the knife I'd left near the pies.

"Right, then we better eat before it gets cold." I sat down in front of the plate with the one slice of pie on it and started to eat it. He sat down cautiously after me and made sure that I was eating before he began. He cut out a small piece and put it in his mouth slowly. His eyes closed for a second and then he shovelled it down his throat. I watched him finish and then stood to get the rest of the pie. He looked up at me, confusion clear on his face.

"You are too skinny." I explained. "Why are you so hungry?"

"Why are you helping me?" He asked, ignoring my question and helping himself to the pie.

"I see no reason why I shouldn't help you. You have told me that you won't hurt me and I like the look of you." I sat back down and smiled. He chewed thoughtfully, and then swallowed.

"I like the look of you too." He grinned at me. A rush of heat go up to my cheeks and I felt my lips turning up even more at the corners. "What do they call you, then?"

"Who's they?" I replied, side-stepping his question.

"I dunno. Anybody. What's your name?"

"Moonlight Shines Through The Leaves." I replied, hating how pompous my name made me sound. The man nodded and wiped his hands on his jeans. He then stuck out one hand, offering it to me.

"I'm Jamie." I shook his hand softly.

"I guess you can call me Moonlight or whatever you like. I don't mind. And it's lovely to meet you." I couldn't help smiling. Jamie nodded again and then glanced up at my clock.

"Shit!" He stood up quickly. "Oh god, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to swear." He started to mumble. I stood up and put a hand on his chest.

"Do not worry."

"I have to go." He again looked worriedly at my clock.

"Wait!" I went over to the pies and wrapped some cling film around what was left. "Take these. Is there anything else you need?" I handed him the pies. He looked around my kitchen for a second and then shook his head.

"No thank you. But you've been so nice, thank you, again." He leant down and pressed his lips to my cheek softly. I felt my breath catch and my cheeks blushed again. I was not familiar with the sensation. Jamie then ran out of my kitchen and out into the night. I cleared away and shut the door, leaving it unlocked, in case he came back. I then got ready for bed and went to sleep, thinking of the mysterious human.